The morning after Dad asked Rachel to marry him I was walking down the stairs for school.
"Dad?" I ask when I get into the kitchen where he's having his morning cup of coffee while reading the newspaper.
"Mary Anne?" He asks looking at me. I cough and then walk over and sit at the table next to him.
"I've been thinking about something, ever since you asked Mrs. Stevenson to marry you last night." I say politely.
"What's the problem Mary Anne? What are you thinking about?" He questions putting the paper down and looking at me.
"Are Rachel, Abby and Anna going to move in here with us? I mean since we are the family who's been here longer it just makes sense to me." I say. Dad looks at me.
"Mary Anne, come here." Dad replies gently. I stand up and walk over to him. "Honey, we are going to be moving into the Stevenson's house." My face drops. "It's bigger over there. They're already set up and everything. It wouldn't be too much of an inconvenience to move all our stuff over there because you know they have the living room they use, and then the other room that they have empty. Plus we can put our table in their kitchen, and have the table in the dining room."
"What about school? And the Baby Sitters Club?" I question.
"Mary Anne." My father says in a scolding tone. I look down at my feet. "How does Abby get to the Baby Sitters Club meetings now?"
"She gets a ride with Kristy." I reply softly. I look up and get a huge grin on my face. "Kristy! I'll live in the same neighborhood with Kristy again! And Shannon!" I exclaim.
"Don't get too excited. Now run upstairs and get ready for school." Dad says. I run up the stairs.